Here you will find a poem or two or perhaps a pithy haiku
Within The Mirror
Within the mirror, shattered dreams I see…
…a child and man, searching for meaning.
Broken is the glass, longing to cut me…
…crying for help, my dreams I am cleaning.
Swept under the rug and in the dust pan…
…shards of broken dreams, a life unwelcome.
Broken glass and life, thrown in the trash can…
…slivers of glass, in my wrist I welcome….
Friendship From Within
Are you my friend?
We first met in a sandbox.
Around the age of four…
…we never kept the score.
I miss my friend.
Are you my friend?
Our hopes and dreams we shared.
Wondering what we’d do…
…you…
From Death Within
We all know Death.
She touches us in different ways.
Death can come quickly…
…or be quite prolonged.
We all know her.
We cannot escape Death.
Despite new advances.
Or new medications…
…we are not resistant.
We cannot escape her.
We try to fight Death.
Struggling to hold on.
Another fleeting moment…
…with you at my side.
We cannot fight her.
We give…
An Ode To P&G: Your Amazing Brands, Fulfill My Demands.
An Ode to P&G: Your Amazing Brands, Fulfill My Demands
Eighteen Thirty Seven
‘Twas a very good year;
A partnership was born
Eliciting great cheer.
How I love thee, my P&G.
One making candles
The other making soap;
As Procter and Gamble
Making products they’d hope.
How I love thee, my P&G.
The beautiful Norris daughters
Would bring these two…
An Ode to Twinkies
When sales did plunge, away went my sponge.
A baker named, James Dewar
Searching for a good reason;
To use the idle ovens
Outside strawberry season.
When sales did plunge, away went my sponge.
On an April day
In Nineteen Thirty;
An invention was made
He dubbed it Twinkie.
When sales did plunge, away went my sponge.
At first it was banana
That…
I miss you so, Bazooka Joe.
I miss you so, Bazooka Joe.
When I was a young lad
To the drugstore I’d go;
To buy some bubblegum
To buy Bazooka Joe.
The Bazooka Joe Gang
And their misadventures;
My quick daily escape
Always a new venture.
There was Pesty and Mort
Hungry Herman and Jane;
Walkie Talkie and Toughie
The Gang mostly stayed the same.
From kitschy merchandise
To…
An Ode to Dr. Seuss: Happy Birthday
I do love him, I do deduce.
My tears they flow, drawn through a sluice.
I do miss our Dr. Seuss.
Could I have met him here or there?
I would have met him here or there.
I would have met him anywhere.
My tears they flow, down through a sluice.
I do miss our Dr. Seuss.
Wish I met him I espouse?
Wishing…
An Ode to Doc Pemberton
An Ode to John Stith “Doc” Pemberton
Eighteen Thirty One
A wonderful year;
On a hot Georgian night
The Doc did premier.
An unshaven lad
Without a cool stash;
A Colonel he’d be
Until a bad gash.
A druggist he would become
Coca wine he would then mix;
Pemberton’s French Wine Coca
The Georgians’ became transfixed.
Then along came Frank Robinson
Not the famous…
An Ode to Downy
Nineteen sixty one
A very good year;
You were introduced
To much fanfare cheer.
My laundry confession, my laundry…
Bazooka Candy, I find You Dandy
A Valentine’s Day Poem for Bazooka Candy.
Nineteen forty seven
‘Twas a very good year,
A new candy was born
The world let out a cheer.
Without an introduction
Or limited production,
The world came to know
Our Bazooka Joe.
In Nineteen Fifty Three
The world did laugh with glee,
With great comic strips
Of short pithy quips.
Over sixty five years
Have come…
My Tide Washes, my Tide Cleans
A tribute to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Tide and Downy.
My Tide washes, my Tide cleans
My stains are squashed, my soft blue jeans;
My laundry room baskets galore
The folder folding one stack more,
And my Tide washes, my Tide cleans.
Darkness settles within my house
Downy did I add, does call my spouse;
The little beads, with amazing scent
Thought to myself, from…
I Do Decree, My Fondness For KDWB
In June of ’92, the Twin Cities was blessed,
A morning show born, I was quite impressed.
A new voice we heard, his name was Dave Ryan,
He wasn’t from Minnesota, but he sure was tryin’.
Over the years, there was Crisco, Lena and a gal named Lee,
Angi, Cory, but now there’s just three.
But with Dave, Steve-O and Falen Bonsett,
We are…